soft, smooth mucular, on one side the skin more sunken in...it was his 'dead' side, He pulled back and smiled.

He lifte his chin abit nd bit his lip, "you are verey light" he said absent midnely.

He smiled oddly, "That could help" he chukeled then kissed her throat.

He slowly unfolded one wing resting it behind her head like a big fluffy black pillow.

A feather fell gentaly onto her chest, he smirked abit.

He chukeled "Im sorry to say we dont molt, though we do drop feathers every once and a while" he teased her.

"No..when you molt you drop all feathers...we just drop one or two every once and a while" he kissed her cheek "Razie maes sure we all know that" he chukeled.

"No..we would all odd and squishy" he teased

He smiled and kissed her cheek setting her on her heeft gentaly, then gentaly takeing hold of his feather as it floated down.

He gentaly handed her the other feather that had just fallen,"Here, keep these" he chukeled

"Who knows, aybe youll get enough to make you own wings"? He teased.

He watched her, "Do you want kids" He asked, just a random thought.

He thought for a moment "yes, as long as they have enough angels blood, so I know they get through the gates" he smiled.

Uriel smiled "Do you have somewhere to go"?

He nodded and smiled "Ah, well I hope you enjoy that",

He sat next to her, "Well isn't that good thing"?

He noded, picking his flute up from where it had rolled and froned bit, a pice had broken off, he sighed and sat it down.

He nodded and began slowly fixxing the flute "This old thing..uhh..Im goning to have to get a new one" he sighed.

Ureil was long gone, witha note that said

had to get a flute materiasl from Raziel, see you later.

Love
Uriel

He was in heaven "How did you break another one"? "I was..busy..payin attentio to something verey important , that was infront of me" "You..didn't" "Brother..give me the pieces..I have places to go" he handed the other the parts "Thats gabes mother" "Im fully awarre" "He hates your guts..I know you..You dont love..you lust..you want..you marvel beauty like art..but you dont love" Uriel pushed him away and left.

Mr. Muffins...thats quite the name....

Uriel quietly, sliped down to earth and down the streets, ignoreing his brothers words. He came to the apartment and oddly knocked, abscent minded.

He quietly steped in "Sorry, I dont know why I knocked" he smiled.

Uriel pulled out pices to a new flute and began putting it all together, bit by bit.

He blew into a few pices befor putting them together, "this is really alos more complicated then it should be" he muttered.

"well iv'e done this about 17 times..you'd think it would get easyer"! he sighed.